We slowly crept around the cave, taking samples of the rocks as we searched for signs of the creature. Suddenly, a large shadow cast across the cave. Then, there came a loud, bloodcurdling screech. I told Jim we had to go, so he quickly followed me back to the surface. One Hour later, Jim told me he had found a sailor log from the 1850s. It told of a creature that ate sheep alive and that terrorised sea side towns. Sometimes it even swam inland through rivers to draw adventurers  to there fate. After listening to the I decided to go to bed.

Scarcely, everyone in the town was woken with the flood sirens and the screech’s of 100s of Nalamander. Soon the police arrived at the town but were slowly eaten by the Nalamanders. The next opponent of the Nalamanders were The Royal Marine Commandos. The Nalamanders finally were up to a challenge. Many of the Nalamander were shot but they still won battle after battle until One Mander remained. It did not want to fight so it quickly swam back into the sea. The Nalamander now only comes out at Winter when the bays are ice cold and it never dares to come into the town again.